在青春深邃的眼睛裡，從來沒有始終如一的溫柔，只是在噼裡啪啦之間，而心底的聲音卻出奇的平靜，彷彿很快就會給人幸福的感覺

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耗時的思緒早已不知不覺地模糊了眼中的悲傷。

In the deep eyes of youth， never consistent gentle， just between the crackling， and the voice of the bottom of my heart is surprisingly calm， as if it will soon give a person the feeling of happiness。 Time consuming thoughts have imperceptibly blurred in the eyes of sadness。

我走遍了地球上的四季、春秋，與美麗無言的青春達成了約定；茉莉花在黃昏中飄著神秘的香味，伴隨著快樂和悲傷。只是，悲傷是無底的。

I walked through the four seasons on the earth， spring and autumn， and the beautiful silent youth reached an agreement； Jasmine flowers in the dusk with a mysterious fragrance， accompanied by happiness and sadness。 But， sadness is bottomless。

青春就是想著童年在中年時無憂無慮的小模樣，然後嘴角上揚的弧度，想著青春的夢想，然後嘴角掛著淡淡的無奈卻嬌生慣養的笑容。

Youth is thinking of childhood in middle age carefree small appearance， and then the corner of the mouth up the arc， thinking of the dream of youth， and then the mouth hanging light helpless but spoilt the smile。

青春就像一扇窗。當我們衝破它，看著自己血肉模糊的身體，只剩下悲傷的淚水。

Youth is like a window。 When we break through it， look at their own bloody bodies， only tears of sadness。

時間一去不復返，青春是一種淺淺的痛。記憶中，帶著一絲悲傷，我輕輕呼吸。

Time gone never to return， youth is a shallow pain。 Memory， with a trace of sadness， I gently breathe。

青春是一段無聲的流年，看似缺失，但青春不再如初，孤獨的靈魂總是孤獨的，卻掩蓋不了驚心動魄的美好和歲月留下的哀愁與痛苦。

Youth is a silent time， seemingly missing， but the youth is no longer the same as before， the lonely soul is always lonely， but can not cover up the beautiful and thrilling years left sorrow and pain。